介绍： Avril Lavigne, Ashley Tisdale, GEM - Trophy Boy (Charming Soundtrack)

歌词：
They call me a damsel in distress 'cause I want my prize
The one with the kingdom and the big brown eyes
The one with the voice like a moonlight music
Oh my, oh my, does he know to use it?

I’m not playing with ya
He looks into you...

介绍： Avril Lavigne, Ashley Tisdale, GEM - Trophy Boy (Charming Soundtrack)

歌词：
They call me a damsel in distress 'cause I want my prize
The one with the kingdom and the big brown eyes
The one with the voice like a moonlight music
Oh my, oh my, does he know to use it?

I’m not playing with ya
He looks into your eyes
Knows just what to say do ya
He’s so beautiful that’s the consensus
Abandon the crown, jewels
I would be his princess

I like him for his smiles
I like him for his hair
I like him for his style
I like him cause he’s so debonair
He’s my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boy

I want him for myself
I wanna lock him down
I want that ring on my finger like I want that crown
He’s my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boy

He’s so wished so totally run away
I know I wasn’t listening but he’s totally funny
I don’t even care if he ever makes a sound
Just as long as when he sees me he’s around and he’s bound to me

I like my glass lever
He fets me so good and a such a good tipper
And you can sing along if you like
But you only know one men who looks tough and tight

I like him for his smiles
I like him for his hair
I like him for his style
I like him cause he’s so debonair
He’s my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boy

I want him for myself
I wanna lock him down
I want that ring on my finger like I want that crown
He’s my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boy

And it’s not just about he’s looks
He’s also got a sensitive side
He has a soul of a poet if you give it the time
And he’s a perfect gentleman classy and antique
Oh, who am I kidding he just got such excellent abs

You can't compete with those fellas (such a clown)
I’ll make the whole kingdom jealous (oh, man)
I just forget my manners
Hello, I’m Cinderella and I need a wedding

I like him for his smiles
I like him for his hair
I like him for his style
I like him cause he’s so debonair
He’s my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boy

I want him for myself
I wanna lock him down
I want that ring on my finger like I want that crown
He’s my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boy

Oh, my Gosh!
Oh, my Fairy God Mother!
Would you call this boy’s mama
And tell her that I love her

I like him for his smiles
I like him for his hair
I like him for his stout
I like him cause he’s so debonair
He’s my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boy

I want him for myself
I wanna lock him down
I want that ring on my finger like I want that crown
He’s my trophy boy, my trophy boy, my trophy boy